A/N: This is going to be SasuHina oneshots using Ghost Town's songs to describe them.

Enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto and Ghost Town, I love both though.

"Destructive mannerisms take me down the rabbit hole
Now watch me as I tunnel deeper and I lose control
There's gotta be a painless way to take this where its gonna go
I'm yelling louder then I ever have before .."

Ghost Town's In Flames

Maybe if someone had caught on, both of them would be spared the pain of what they had to go through.

The pills.

The blood.

The needles.

The cigarettes.

The starving and vomiting.

The two had seen each other from the same group therapy session.

Hinata.

The girl who had suffered by her own parents, her own family.

She had suffered silently.

Cutting and not one, but two eating disorders.

She always suffered silently.

Ino and Tenten never realized, too wrapped in their own lives.

Being bullied by everyone one point or another.

Until Naruto.

Even then, Naruto faded away, leaving her to cry and keep being weak.

Sasuke.

The playboy.

The empty boy.

The boy that had everything and did everything.

He was alone, a different why.

But, the two were the same type of alone.

Neglect.

Hinata stands up when the session is adjourned, and walks outside to cry.

When the tears start, they don't stop.

She feels someone is near, and looks up, not knowing who the person was, and continues to cry.

When she hears his voice, it's like the two are twin souls.

"Are you okay? No, wait that's a dumb question. Of course you're not okay. Do you want to go to the café to talk?" the boy babbles, turning pink.

"S-Sure…"

So they go to the café, and Hinata pays for her hot chocolate, and Sasuke pays for his black coffee.

They both stare at each other, Hinata turning red while sipping the hot chocolate with a straw, Sasuke taking a swig here and there.

"I always see you.."

"I do too."

"Why are you here?"

"Abuse, eating disorders, and cutting."

"My past, the alcohol, drugs, and other activites."

"Oh…."

"How do you have an eating disorder? You're so perfect looking….."

Hinata turns dark red. "Never being good enough."

"You're perfect to me."

They stay silent.

"W-Will you be with me?"

"S-Sure…."

The teens, damaged and torn at the edges, have found hope in their dark tunnels of depression.

The ice on my heart
is making it hard
to start this spark

Don't give it the wind
Your oxygen
Is making it worse

Exhale with the right words...
So cold that your touch burns..
Is this love or a curse ..?
Is this love or a curse!?

Hinata finds herself at home, and sighs.

Back to hell.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"At the library, father."

"All you do is read! Why can't you like Hanabi?"

"I'm sorry…"

"Get out of my view, you make me sick."

Hinata hold her tears until she's in her room.

Even then, someone has to torture her.

"Nee-san, why are you so ugly?"

"G-Go away…"

"Whatever. You're not worth it."

"Just.. go away."

"Why?~"

"Just go."

Hanabi smirks, and walks off. Hinata grabs her wrist, and starts to scratching herself.

Why me? Why do I have to suffer?

I'm drowning.

Why?

Why do I have the ability to love?

I'm weak because of it in my father's eyes.

The next time Sasuke sees her, she looks worse.

Just like a ghost.

She has bags under eyes, and the what little life that was in her eyes, are gone. She stays silent, and silently cries. Her jacket is wrinkled, and she looks horrible.

Sasuke touches her shoulder, and she flinches.

"Do you need-"

"Y-yeah.."

"how's life at home?"

"Even worse."

"Well, I haven't actually done this, ever, but, do you want to stay at my place?"

"S-Sure."

"It's going to be okay." He says, hugging her gently. She hugs him back, and never felt any happier.

They part a bit, and Hinata kisses him, and he's there.

Just for her.

Not for anyone else.